Specialization Mastery Infiltrator

Oh, sweetie, you haven't heard? I'm Aedyn Chatfield, the most stylish assassin in Kwalat.

But don't let my fashion sense fool you. I was trained by the finest assassin guild.

Blending in is an art, and my attire is my canvas.

People remember my critiques just as much as they remember the flurry of my blade.

I'm a firm believer that if you're going to be deadly, you might as well look damned good doing it.

But hey, fashion and street violence, can t beat that combo, right?

Took down a target earlier, and let me tell you, his outfit was criminally bad.

Can you believe he was wearing stripes with plaid? The nerve!

But enough about that disaster. My lethal precision made quick work!

You know, fashion is my armor, and confidence is my weapon.

And yes, my dear, I'm feeling as sharp as my best blade today.

Welcome to Faidens camp.

Oh, and the decor? Let's just say 'rustic' doesn't begin to cover it.

Battle scars and bloodstains are all the rage here. Talk about an aggressive aesthetic choice.

The dust and grime are practically accessories here. Just think of it as an earthy palette.

It's basically an infiltrator's runway, except everyone else looks like they dressed in the dark.

Guess who just volunteered for the most dangerous task? You!

Does a carpet bomb hurt? Of course, I need help.

Darling, if you can call this place chic, then yes, I need all the help I can get.

Yes, I could use someone with fleet footwork to finish this task quickly.

Thanks, but I've got it under control. Try not to trip over your own feet.

Really? In those shoes? I think I'll manage.

Please, as if I'd need help from amateurs wearing rags.

Sweetheart, I handle my own business. See these grenades?

If I needed help, I wouldn't be here chatting.